Dangerously In Love

Chapter Four

Nikolay

    I stood in the shower and washed the blood off of my face, hands, and torso. I didn't expect to walk away without a scratch. I expected a fight, especially from Marco. He was supposedly an enforcer before the Italian Don moved him up in the ranks. I sure as hell didn't believe that now. An enforcer would have fought back no matter what the situation was.

    Then again, he was an Italian. They have never come close to ever being as strong as we are. I dried off and put the black Armani suit on that my mother had apparently decided to gift me. Is it really a gift when you give her a monthly allowance and that's the money she used to buy the suit? I laughed to myself.

    I walked into my office and called my father, it went to voicemail. I walked out of the office and to his room. I knocked on the door loudly. I heard some shuffling and something fall to the floor and shatter. I knocked again. "Open the damn door." I yelled. I wasn't a very patient person to begin with and having to deal with my parents' problems was the last thing I really wanted to do. I had a party to plan at the townhouse in the city.

    My father opened the door with just a robe on, "what the hell do you want, Nikolay?" He was angry because I must have just interrupted s*x with his mistress. 

    "I need to speak with you." I looked him dead in the eye, "be in my office in 5 minutes and don't bring her." I walked back to my office and sat on my desk. This was going to be a long day and I swear if he brought her in here with him I was going to kick him out of my house and side with my mother just for the hell of it. There was a small knock at my office door and Anya's head poked around the door. 

    "Papa?" I motioned for her to enter and she ran to me. I crouched down and opened my arms wide. My childhood best friend and right hand's wife had brought this sweet little girl into my life and then they were killed in car accident along with my fiancée six years ago. 

    "Anya! My sweet little love!" I hugged her tight and kissed her forehead. Anya was only a couple of months old and in Vladimir and Anastasia's will they had left Anya in my care. I told her of her parents often but she still called me Papa. I wasn't her biological father but she is my daughter in all but that. She handed me a brush and a hair tie. "Papa, will you braid it please?" I smiled. 

    "Of course. What have you done today?" I brushed through her dark brown hair and started to braid it.

    "NaNa and I walked in the garden and planted flowers." She called my mother NaNa and my mother spoiled little Anya just like a grandmother would spoil her granddaughter. 

    "Did you have fun?" I finished braiding her hair and tied it back with the hair tie. I picked her up and went to sit in my chair. 

    "Yes, Papa!" She smiled up at me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. My father walked into my office and sat in the chair across from my desk. 

    "Anya, go see what NaNa is doing for me and keep her company." I sat her down and kissed her forehead. She walked out of the door after giving my father a hug. She was the sweetest and kindest little soul. She waved at me before she left the room. 

    "What did you want, Nikolay?" My father crossed his arms in front of his chest and glared at me.

    "What's this I hear about you kicking mother out of my house?" I glared back at him.

    "The crazy women is driving me crazy. This was my house before it was ever yours, remember that. I will do as I please in this house and I will f**k whomever I please. Your mother will move into a new house and be content."

    "My mother isn't leaving MY house. If you wish to continue your affair..." I stood up and found that I was beginning to yell. My father was making me very angry about how he was willing to continue an affair and kick my mother out of MY house for caring that he was sleeping with another woman.

    "I will continue to f**k whomever I want." My father stood up and put his hands on my desk.

    "Then you will get the f**k out of my house with your little w***e and only speak to me on matters of business. I will not allow you to disrespect my mother and all of the s**t she has gone through with you, my father and her husband, since she married you. The little w***e and you can live happily some place else instead of causing constant trouble for me in this house. You can find whatever house you would like and I will split the cost with you. You have a week to find a new house. That's final. I have other things to do so you can go." I sat back down in my chair and opened my laptop, dismissing him. He got up and walked out without saying a single word.

    I pulled up the last party inventory and supply list that we had and dialed Demitry's number. "I've sent you the list of things that are needed. See that they get delivered to the townhouse by five and no later than that. Send out the invitations via text and don't forget to invite Marco's girl. Just put it as a generic party and put the address."

    I hung up and sent the supply list to Demitry's email. Tonight was going to be the best party I had ever thrown. I just had to make sure that Marco's girl was there and I would have Demitry handle taking the girl.